The Wood Clone nodded, his face full of certainty. Ya'en, one of those involved, also nodded and spoke with conviction.
"It really is stronger than the... Eternal Night Church!"
"Isn't that obvious? If it couldn't even compare to a cult, how could it rule the Federation's eight districts?"
Huangfu Long curled his lip and spoke dismissively.
"Enough, Huangfu, say less. Xiaoyu, this is the Federation headquarters after all. Try to rein it in a little."
Watching the group completely ignore the overwhelming aura around them and chat among themselves, Qin Wangyan could not help showing an utterly speechless expression. He then spoke helplessly.
"Haha... Wangyan, it's fine. Young people are supposed to have some spirit. We can explain it later and clear up the misunderstanding."
Qin Wangyan looked at Murong Qing, who was laughing unconcernedly, and his face twitched twice as the helplessness in his eyes deepened.
"All right, Wangyan is right. This isn't Dragon Glory, after all. We should still give them some face. Everyone, rein it in a little."
Seeing Qin Wangyan's helpless expression, Old Chen spoke softly. Then, a powerful aura shot skyward from his body.
"..."
Qin Wangyan looked at Old Chen speechlessly. This was what he called giving them face and reining it in? Even if he wanted to announce their arrival, there was no need to do it like this, was there?
Watching the situation unfold, Qin Wangyan felt an increasingly strange sensation welling up inside him. He could not help sighing inwardly. He had a feeling that this Federation conference would not go smoothly.
"Haha... the old man is right. Junior Brother, rein it in a little. We can't let others think Dragon Glory has no manners!"
"Mm, Senior Brother is right. We're a land of etiquette!"
The Wood Clone nodded in agreement,